Tobacconist Spotlight

From my first cigar with my Dad and brother, back in 1991, I knew it was something I would do forever: The ritual, the relaxation, the bond.

The first couple of years were sporadic, maybe a weekend evening here and there, family vacation, birthdays or holidays. It wasn’t until we found our first brick and mortar tobacconist that things went into overdrive: Saturday excursions, Monday night dinner and poker game, meeting new people from a variety of walks of life, new favorites, and the camaraderie of an accepted subculture.

As the business “boomed”, so did our pastime: No matter what any of us did, doctors, lawyers, inventors, plant workers, we had a single commonality; Cigars.

I’ve been smoking cigars for twenty years and if it’s one thing I’ve learned is this: Cigars bring us together, they force us to relax, to talk, to ponder, to dream.